They imagine an archive built by hobbyists and pros alike: a binary tomb of studio experiments, archived presets that once breathed through modular synths and DAWs. One file could be a dozen micro-fx units stitched into a single container — spectral delays mapped to heartbeat rhythms, convolution impulses sampled from subway tunnels, comb filters that spit back lost conversations. Each preset a weather system, each envelope curve a city street.